11240 feet ASL
My wife and I headed to Seattle, WA to witness the marriage of a mutual college friend. At the reception I caught my first glimpse of Mt. Rainer...majestic. While Rainer wasn't planned for this trip, it did get me excited for Mt. Hood, which I would attempt in a few days.
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After the wedding, we headed down to Portland, OR, where I picked up my boots, crampons, ice axe and helmet. Then it was over to Rhododendron, OR, at the foot of Mt. Hood, where we had booked a fun cabin on AirBnB. Unfortunately, we arrived to a stationary front with lots of cloud and light drizzle at the foot of the mountain, but what would the summit be like? I met my guide, Aaron Hartz, with Timberline Mountain Guides. His first news wasn't good. Chair lift up the first half of the mountain was closed due to high winds and low visibility. Our original plan to go up and work on skills and then camp on mountain would have to change. We decided to work on our skills on a lower section of the mountain and then meet at the trailhead at midnight to attempt summit from the lodge.
Clouds, drizzle, and nastiness continued for the skills part and as I tried to go to sleep that night. I awoke to drive to trailhead and still clouds and rain, although perhaps a bit less. We started at Timberline Lodge with the mountain appearing to be socked in above Wilcox Hut. Climbed to the top of the ski lift in heavy freezing mist. But then, maybe, just maybe the clouds looked to be clearing. As we began again after a rest at the ski lift, I saw some stars and then the upper reaches of the mountain. Maybe I will get a chance. We put on our crampons and were headed up. Our next break was a doozy, wind picked up on a ridge with I'm estimating 30mph winds and 20 degree temps. Brutally cold, even with gear. Hard time getting back going, with cold muscles, though I might have to stop, but I was able to get into a rhythm and warmed back up. 
We made it to the Devil's Kitchen, protected on three sides by the 1000 foot mountain walls. The sun started to rise, wind died down, we were above the clouds, with distant volcanoes peaks above the clouds. Fumaroles were active with sulfur smell. 
We short roped up and made our ways to the Hogsback. We didn't traverse along the Hogsback, but instead opted for a muddy, sulfur section that lead to the Old Chute. Aaron went up the Chute and set a belay so I could manage the steepest section. 
All that was left was a short ridge hike to the true summit. Unfortunately, some clouds pushed in to cloud the summit view, but I didn't care, I was glad to have made it up. 7 hours up, topping out at around 7:45 am (PCT). Texted my wife and good buddy and then we started the descent. We descended same route in 3.5 hours.
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